Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

The gunshot startled everyone.

The audience instinctively covered their heads and crouched down, afraid to move.

The burly men in charge of the boxing ring instinctively pulled out their weapons, cautiously scanning their surroundings, ready to fight at any moment.

However, once everyone calmed down and looked in the direction of the sound, they realized that the person who fired the shot was none other than Ifka.

At this moment, Eve and Shen Lijuan were blocked outside the crowd and could not get in for a while, so they could not get close to He Chengfeng.

Seeing He Chengfeng being groped, they were genuinely worried about his safety. In a moment of desperation, Eveka found the revolver hidden inside He Chengfeng's coat and decisively took it out, raising her hand and firing a shot into the air.

Pakistan is a chaotic country where shootings are frequent. Unlike people in China who might mistake gunfire for firecrackers and rush to watch, the people here have developed muscle memory and psychological trauma from gunfire. Their first instinct upon hearing gunfire is to run away or cower on the ground, trembling with fear.

Thus, Ifka's gunshot had a remarkable effect, stunning everyone.

The burly men in black and white who were pulling out their weapons frowned when they saw that it was Eve who had fired the shot.

They didn't shoot Eveka, but instead frowned and glared at her, questioning, "Eveka, what do you think you're doing? Are you planning a rebellion?"

Upon hearing this, Eveka could only awkwardly smile at the bald, burly man leading the group and say, "Dear Mr. Kos, I think you've misunderstood. I'm not trying to rebel; I just want to protect my friend, Mr. He Chengfeng."

As Eve spoke, she quickly put away her revolver, then grabbed Shen Lijuan's hand, forcefully pushed through the crowd, and moved closer to He Chengfeng.

He Chengfeng's head was still buzzing, but he had become a little more clear-headed.

He smiled at the two women and asked curiously, "I've won three matches in a row. What's next? When can I go to the island?"

"You're injured, why are you going to the island? You should go to the hospital to get treatment first!" Shen Lijuan looked at the man whose face was covered in blood and couldn't help but feel sorry for him. She covered the wound on his arm with one hand and gently stroked his face with the other, trying to wipe away the blood.

"I'm fine, it's just a minor injury," He Chengfeng grinned, looking at Eve. "My dear Eve, you should arrange for me to go to the island as soon as possible, right?"

Compared to her previous excitement, Ifka was surprisingly calm at this moment.

She blinked her deep blue eyes, staring blankly at He Chengfeng for a long while before nodding and replying meaningfully, "My dear He, you've won three consecutive matches and met the requirements for going to the island. We will definitely arrange it for you as soon as possible. But before that, you should treat your injuries first..."

Eveka wanted to say something more, but the crowd around her was forcefully pushed aside, and then the bald, burly man Kos and several thugs surrounded her.

"Haha, well done, Mr. He!"

Koss stepped forward, patted He Chengfeng hard on the shoulder, and laughed heartily, "You have met the conditions for visiting the island. On behalf of Sir Ep, I, Koss, cordially invite you to Roli Island to participate in a boxing match performance. I wonder if Mr. He would be willing?"

He Chengfeng's goal was to land on the island, so he was naturally willing to do so.

He looked at Kos and nodded, saying, "It is my dream and my pursuit to travel to Roli Island to perform boxing matches for our distinguished guests. I am truly honored!"

"Haha, that's wonderful!" Kos said, taking a badge from his pocket and handing it to He Chengfeng. He laughed, "My dear He, you have three days to heal your injuries. After three days, you can go to Xingluo Wharf to board the ship to Luoli Island. You may bring a maximum of one assistant. Sir Apple has already watched your match clips, and he greatly admires and is very interested in you. He eagerly awaits your brilliant performance!"

After Kos finished speaking, he patted He Chengfeng on the shoulder, then turned to look at the surrounding audience and casually waved the pistol in his hand. The audience automatically made way for him.

"Dear He, you can leave now to rest and heal your wounds." Kos nodded to He Chengfeng with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Shen Lijuan quickly helped He Chengfeng walk outside.

He Chengfeng walked up to Koss, but stopped, then smiled and reached out his hand to Koss, saying, "Mr. Koss, it seems you forgot to give me my bonus."

"Oh dear, it was my oversight, hahaha," Kos laughed upon hearing this, then turned to look at Eveka, frowning, and said, "Eveka, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and give our dear Mr. He his bonus!"

"The prize money has been prepared long ago, dear He, please wait a moment," Eveka quickly ran to the sidelines and brought over the box containing the money.

She opened the box, took out a large wad of cash, about several thousand US dollars, and stuffed it directly into He Chengfeng's arms without even counting it.

"Thank you, I love US dollars the most!" He Chengfeng laughed happily, showing his money-grubbing attitude. While kissing the coins, he reached out and put his arm around Eveka's slender waist, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her hard on the lips.

When he suddenly stole a kiss from her, Eve blushed shyly and subconsciously lowered her head to tidy up the stray hairs by her ear.

"Oh--"

Just then, He Chengfeng suddenly felt his arm wound being pinched hard, and he screamed in pain.

He turned his head and saw Shen Lijuan glaring at him with a dark expression. She was clearly jealous of his kiss with Eve.

He Chengfeng smiled helplessly and could only pull her over and kiss her hard.

Shen Lijuan was kissed by him several times before she calmed down and whispered to him, "Stop fooling around, let's go to the hospital to treat your injury, otherwise the wound will get infected."

As she spoke, she took He Chengfeng's arm, smiled at everyone, and nodded politely, saying, "Excuse me, Mr. He's injuries are serious, so we'll have to take our leave now."

After she finished speaking, she pulled He Chengfeng out, and also took the coat that Eve was holding.

Ifa stood there, staring blankly at the two figures as they walked away, her expression thoughtful.

She instinctively lifted her foot, wanting to follow, but Kos stopped her with a look.

He Chengfeng and Shen Lijuan were very fast.

The two quickly left the boxing ring and got into the car.

Shen Lijuan drove towards the nearest hospital.

He Chengfeng sat in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, resting.

During this process, he couldn't help but open the system panel.

[Host: He Chengfeng]

Strength: 90 (88% increase)

Speed: 80 (28% improvement in progress)

Constitution: 90 (63% improvement in progress)

Intelligence: 110

Face value: 85

Perception: 70

Manliness: 6

Special skills: Basic cooking skills, perception shielding, calamity prediction (level 2);

Mad Fist: Level 1 (13%)

Fist moves: Three Mad Demon Styles;

Special state: Unrestricted combat state;

Bound object: Leng Yanran;

Couple's affection level: 20

Free attribute points: 78

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Although this battle was somewhat tortuous and even resulted in serious injuries, the gains were extremely substantial.

He had over seventy attribute points, his experience with the Mad Demon Fist had increased, and his marital affection had inexplicably increased by two points, which He Chengfeng found very strange.

He didn't care about this favorability rating; his mind was entirely focused on the freedom attribute points.

I've never fought such a well-funded battle before; this time I'll have to really put in extra effort.

After thinking for a moment, he first increased his strength and physique to 100 points, which not only improved his combat power but also helped him heal quickly.

With 58 free attribute points remaining, he immediately added all 50 of them to speed.

After adding points, his stat panel looked like this.

[Host: He Chengfeng]

Strength: 100 (88% increase)

Speed: 130 (28% improvement in progress)

Constitution: 100 (63% improvement in progress)

Intelligence: 110

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A speed of 130 km/h is far beyond what ordinary people can achieve; it's truly terrifying.

Of all martial arts techniques, none are invincible except for speed!

After this battle, He Chengfeng finally saw things clearly.

To defeat an enemy head-on, speed is the biggest advantage, and it must be specially enhanced; otherwise, if you encounter an even more powerful opponent in the future, you might just perish.

After the injection was finished, a warm current surged through his body, making him feel comfortable all over. He unconsciously leaned back in his seat and fell asleep.